Innate disquisition as exegesis of poetics

L. B. Mek



they’re frustrated, abstract’s deification 

I steadfastly refuse, to accept

exasperated, I simply suggest 

they glean wisdom of substance, instead


deflated, each

slumping back to our corners, blinking

pages, through our mind’s ammunition


across our battlefield of love for Poesy

we sip upon our ink of passion, waiting 


that starter liquid of impatience 

igniting our muse of vehemence 


indignantly, posturing eyes once more blazing

leaping from fallible stools, we tattoo our will

upon dedication’s wings, bells of fate chiming


oh what mirage of glory 

sojourns within dialectic

born of our creativity’s stubbornness 

and life’s segregating, interpretations 



© L. B. Mek

March 2023

  • Author: L. B. Mek (Offline Offline)
  • Published: April 7th, 2023 00:54
  • Category: Unclassified
  • Views: 15


  • Mottakeenur Rehman

    This poem is a powerful and evocative exploration of the joys and struggles of creative expression, and a testament to the importance of staying true to one's artistic vision.

    • L. B. Mek

      i'm glad you think so, dear poet
      glad you enjoyed the read
      thank you!

    • Neville

      Dali himself would be proud of your title .. and I don't mean Mr. or Sir .. but the header, up there for your most recent creation ..

      made me proud to be in the same gang as you guv'nor .. Neville

      • L. B. Mek

        (in those canvas realities, Poesy rules
        we be brethren's, I like to think
        poetic bonded by that voracious, vitality
        in our sincerity's crimson ink)
        thank you! Hyung
        you lead, I'll aspire to follow
        dear Poet supreme

      • Bella Shepard

        "We sip upon our ink of passion", we become heady with its properties, and everything is possible. Open wide those doors and explore the hidden treasures that lay within the poet's heart. This is so beautiful my friend, I believe your quill has dipped liquid gold.

        • L. B. Mek

          and in your eyes, it's displayed in carats
          far above
          my wildest dreams, dear poet kin
          thank you!

        • Parisab

          Your words dance to your tune in beauty! Bravo dear poet!

          • L. B. Mek

            thank you! kind poet
            (I think that great Keats would have loved your line
            'words dancing to your tune in beauty!'
            capturing that lovely imagery in poetic sanguinity..)

          • sorenbarrett

            L.B. Whether you intended it or not, this poem struck to the heart of creation. I identify so deeply with "we tattoo our will upon dedication's wings, bells of fate chiming" Wethrow our creations out there waiting for a response and it is often not what we expected, if there is a response at all. Nicely said

            • L. B. Mek

              so true, my cherished friend
              we ink, as we fish
              rod's of hope, seeking worth
              within artistry's murky waters
              (thank you! wise Poet
              hope all is well
              have a blessed week)

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